His Everything: A Taboo Love Story by Delilah Hunt

Out
Now—His Everything: A Taboo Love Story by Delilah Hunt #eroticromance

Book Description:

Jules
and I grew up together, living as brother and sister. Two different moms and
the same drunk, abusive sorry excuse for a father Larry.

I’d
always wondered why the old man and I couldn’t stand each other, until the day
he let me know the truth–he wasn’t my real father.

When
social workers finally took Jules and me away from him, she became adopted,
and I bounced from foster home to foster home, landing myself in trouble
until I wised up, trained like a beast and became an MMA champion fighter.

On
the day Jules re-entered my life, I took one look at her cute round face and
luscious curves and knew I was a goner.

There’s
not a damn thing brotherly about the way I feel for my girl. Jules belongs to
me, always has and I dare anyone to tell me what I feel for her is wrong or
that we shouldn’t be together.

Warning: This
is a sweet romance, packed with tension and explicit scenes and language. This
is a pseudo brother-sister theme. Please do not read if this might offend you.

Excerpt

That single realization settles everything. Jules has to
be my girl. One way or the other, she has to see we can be more to each other.
On that thought, I swallow down the round of nerves threatening to take control
of me and hop into my car. Half an hour later, including a drive across the
bridge that connects our cities, I find myself pulling up outside the bookstore
she’d mentioned. Jules is already on the sidewalk waiting for me.

I rake my gaze over her and feel my balls grow heavy with
cum. Only for her. My girl’s hair is held up in a ponytail high on her head
with wisps of hair tumbling beside her ears. Her dress is tight at the top,
outlining her breasts and cinched at the waist. The thin material flows over her
sexy hips downward to the middle of her thighs.

“You have a test or something coming up?” I ask, clearing
my throat as she climbs inside to sit beside me. I hope my voice sounds normal,
not shaky like I’d just imagined tearing off that dress and whatever she had on
underneath to feast my eyes on her naked pussy.

She smiles at me. “Hi to you too.”

Heat races up my neck up into my cheeks. Point taken. That
was less than smooth. “I only asked because you were at a bookstore and all.
Figured it had something to do with your classes.”

“No,” she says, biting her lip. “I read sometimes–just for
the fun of it. Once in a while, it’s nice to go inside an actual store instead
of buying online.”

“All right.” I steal a glance at her while watching the
road. The truth is, I’m relieved this has nothing to do with her schooling. If
Jules gets ready to start talking about college and all that stuff, I won’t
have anything to say. The last thing I want is to open my mouth and have her
look at me like a dirty ex-con, high school dropout. Then again, I’m not even
sure she knows about my time in prison.

“You don’t look bad,” she murmurs out of the blue as the
car winds around a curved path leading back to the bridge.

“No?” I chuckle, wondering where she was going with this.
“I never thought I did. You trying to tell me something, Jules?”

Her cheeks turn a dark strawberry shade of red. So damn
sweet. Exactly how I imagine her lips to taste. “I meant because of the fight.
I guess it’s a silly comment though, considering I read that the guy you fought
ended up being taken to the hospital later that night.”

“He’s okay, Jules. It was just a precaution because of the
strikes he took to the head. More for insurance reason than anything else.
Trust me; he’s gonna take a whole lot more if he wants to stay in this sport.”

“What about you? I didn’t see you getting hit in the
head.”

Concern for me again. “I know all about how dangerous head
injuries are. I don’t train as hard as I do to take hits better. I train to
avoid them, especially the ones to the head. It’s all a part of Harv’s coaching
method and one of the reasons I train with him.”

Her shoulders relax with what looks like relief. I use
this opportunity to test the waters, see how much she’s willing to admit.
“Still worrying about me after all this time?”

Always sweetness. Always. Had she noticed what I’d called her in a moment of
madness over the phone? Guess so. My throat tightens and my chest aches with so
much love for this girl. A moment passes between us. It feels like the air’s
been sucked dry. Focusing on the road and keeping us safe, was the only thing
stopping me from leaning over and sampling her luscious lips.

No Sanity.

Jules makes a little sound in her throat then sweeps her
tongue across her lips while looking at me. “Did you have fun at your party
Saturday night?”

“Not as much as I should have.”

“Why not? You earned that big celebration.” Her brows go
up, but her voice dips, so low for a second I wasn’t sure I’d heard her
correctly, until she adds, “Or weren’t there enough girls to keep you
satisfied?”

“Keep me satisfied?” My hands tremble on the steering
wheel. That comment… So unexpected. Hell, that sounds like something a jealous
bitch would say. Jules is the furthest thing from a bitch. Is she jealous?

Be jealous Jules. Fuck if I don’t want her to be green and bathing in envy. If
she was… I draw in a low breath, my mind racing, spinning out of control. That
would mean I’m right and she sees me as more than a brother. Might even be as
wet for me as I’m painfully hard for her.

“Jules…”

She shakes her head and looks toward the window. “I
shouldn’t have made that comment. It was out of line.”

Her jaws tighten and her fingers are locked together,
resting on her lap. All right. I’ll give her some time to cool down. “I hope
you know we’re not done with this conversation.”

At that she snaps to the side, facing me with a look of
utter confusion on her pretty face. “I’m sorry I said anything. There’s nothing
else to discuss. Really, Maddox, it’s none of my business what you do.”

I keep quiet for a while, planning my next move. Once
we’re at the gym, I kill the engine and glance over at Jules. She’ still
staring out of the damn window, been at it for a good ten minutes. Annoyed, not
at her but myself for not knowing the best way to get around all this bullshit,
I pull the keys out of the ignition, louder than necessary to get her
attention. She looks at me, blinking in surprise. Good.

“Do you want to make it your business?” I grate, unable to
mask the edge of anger in my voice.

“Make what my business?”

“Me. Maybe I want you to have a say in what I do. Just
like I’d like to have a say in what you do. We can be in each other’s business
if that’s how you want to put it.”

She stares at me, her brows furrowing then slowly
relaxing. Jules sinks a tooth into her bottom lip, appearing unsure while all I
can think about is taking those lips between mine and sucking deep, while I
feed my cock into her.

Author Bio

Delilah
Hunt lives in Germany with her husband and three children. From the moment she
opened her first romance novel at the tender age of twelve, she has never
looked back, holding this genre close to her heart. Apart from writing and
reading, Delilah Hunt loves to be outside, going for long walks and getting
ideas for her next books.

If you
enjoyed this book and any of her other books, please be sure to leave a review
and stop by her site at www.delilahhunt.com to see what else she is working on.
Thank you.

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